But he narrowed his left eye and saw that the ball was lying quietly in the net. He didn't care about the pain and immediately got up and rushed towards Tan Yang, who had just had difficulty getting up.

"Brother Tan! Success!"

He hugged Tan Yang happily.

"Ahem, ahem, yes, we made it."

Tan Yang stood in front of him.

"Brother Tan, thank you!"

"What are you talking about! We are on the same front!"

...

The bench was boiling again, but this time no one joked anymore, and his eyes were filled with shock.

"Fight, it's so hard!"

"Although these two guys are not very good, they are really fighting fiercely."

"If it were me, I would never have done this just now."

"Chinese boys deserve our respect."

"That's great, this is the spirit of football competition!"

"To score, move forward bravely."

“…”

Even the competitors Brazilians and Germans were shocked.

Not long after, the whole game finally ended.

The moment the whistle sounded, Tan Yang sat down to the ground, feeling like he was falling apart.

Wu Sanshi quickly jogged over, and his left face was also full of redness...

applause,

There was warm applause from the sidelines! They were moved by Wu Sanshi's spirit of fighting...

At this time, victory or defeat is no longer important.
Chapter completed!